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lesbiansgoal · 1 year
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victoriawang96 · 8 months
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Yup done this so many times. Sneak out of the house in leggings and cute ballet flats and go get drive through 🩷🏳️‍⚧️
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proudnb · 3 months
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Being open about how you're nonbinary is difficult.
Many people know little about being nonbinary due to bigotry and misinformation, and they aren't necessarily interested in learning more. So, it can be daunting to explain it when all you want is respect.
Be kind with yourself if you keep your nonbinary nature private by choice, or if you've struggled with coming out.
You're enough as you are.
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haunturhome · 15 days
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My little sisters have to be my favorite people to have come out to.
The older one was just immediately "Oh, what are your pronouns?" and "I always wanted a brother." And she had her friends start using he/him for me and they genuinely see me as a man.
I never really formally came out to my baby sister but she's gen alpha and her favorite plushies are her family of frogs with trans and gender-nonconforming parents so she heard someone use he/him for me and has kinda rolled with it.
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hlficlibrary · 7 months
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✤ Coming Out Fics ✤
A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find the library's other recs here.
- Top 5 H/L Fics -
1️⃣ And Then a Bit by @infinitelymint (E, 158k)
“We’d like to give the fans what they want.” Magee states, placing his hand on the table in front of him and leaning forward. “We want to give them Larry Stylinson.”
Or, take a parallel universe where Louis and Harry were never together, mix in a two year hiatus and an impending comeback, pour in a dash of lost fans, two tablespoons of strong friendship and a Modest! employee with a good idea. Add a squeeze of pretending to be a couple, lots of kisses and a tattoo or two. Stir. Serve: the mother of all publicity stunts.
(aka Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.)
2️⃣ led by your beating heart by @missandrogyny (E, 33k)
Nick leans over. "Oh," he says, his voice smug. "Who is that?"
Harry just blinks at his phone. "Um," he manages to stammer out.
"Who's that, Harry?" Nick asks again, but this time he raises his eyebrows and smirks. Harry knows Nick is just teasing, and that he's not really looking for new Harry Styles gossip, but, um. He might have found something. Accidentally.
Harry opens his mouth to speak, but all that comes out is another 'um'. He really needs to work on translating his thoughts into words. But then it probably wouldn't be any help right now, would it? His mind is as blank as a newly erased etch-a-sketch.
"Oh," Nick says again, this time gleefully, seemingly having picked up on Harry's distress. "Looks like we've got a story here! Are you going to call or delete her number?"
Her number. So Nick thinks it's a girl. Well, Harry can't blame him: 'Lou' is kind of an androgynous nickname. His stylist's name is Lou.
But this Lou, well, Louis, he's kind of, really, really not a girl. He's really pretty though, which, is something.
(Or: AU where Harry's in One Direction, Louis isn't, and they reconnect over a game of 'Call or Delete'.)
3️⃣ California Sold by @isthatyoularry (M, 123k)
Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever.
A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.
4️⃣ Shake Me Down by @agreatperhaps12 (NR, 208k)
Harry's new to college, fresh out of Catholic school and conversion therapy camp, and Louis runs the campus LGBTQIA organization.
5️⃣ Time Bomb by ThisSentimentalHeart (M, 291k)
“Why exactly are you here?” Louis asked, feigning annoyance and failing pathetically at it. “My publicist told me I can't go anywhere near you.” Harry said, eyes still smudged with last night's eye liner. “That makes you my favorite person in the world.”
Or the one where Louis has everything: a lead role in a giant Hollywood franchise, a glittering new house with an entertaining Irish neighbor, and a steady, normal boyfriend who he probably loves. Louis never expected to become a household name among young Hollywood overnight. He also never expected to find something endearing about the enigmatic rockstar who keeps showing up on his back porch.
HIDDEN GEMS:
💎 Caught In Your Gravity by @lululawrence (NR, 62k)
It felt like the blood froze in Harry’s veins even as he got a bit lightheaded. He hadn’t even made it two practices, only one of which he was remotely in charge of, without giving it all away and now he and Liam were both absolutely fucked.
“Shit,” Harry breathed out. “Who all have you told? Does everyone know? I thought I covered it better than that…”
“No, no,” Louis said quickly. "They’ll figure it out soon enough, though, because they’ll get used to you changing things up, but you’re only going to trip over your so called Americanisms for so long before they realize it’s because you don’t actually know fuck all about football.”
Harry sighed. “Yeah. I figured. I just need to bullshit for long enough to allow Liam to get the situation figured out from his end.”
“Right, which brings me to my entire point. I think we can find a mutually beneficial arrangement with all of this.” Louis leaned forward. “You need to learn the ins and outs of the sport incredibly fast. I can help you with that.”
“What do you want in exchange?”
Or, an AU inspired by a 30 second trailer of Ted Lasso that doesn't actually have much in common with the show at all.
💎 That Smile and That Midnight Laugh by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright (T, 50k)
Harry’s never noticed how lovely Louis really is. Maybe it’s just that she’s usually so guarded – a little tense, a little irritated, a little put out. At least when she’s at school, and also usually when she’s around Nick, which are the only times Harry has really seen her. Until tonight. Tonight Harry’s seen her with her guard completely down. Too busy laughing and enjoying herself to remember to be prickly, maybe. She seems different.
It feels different.
A Ferris Bueller's Day Off AU that picks up right where the movie leaves off, and imagines what might happen if Ferris' girlfriend and sister become friends. And maybe something more, too.
💎 some evening in springtime by delsicle / @eeveedel (M, 20k)
Fresh out of veterinary school, Louis moves to a sleepy small town in Texas to take over the local animal clinic. But his new life is quickly interrupted by a middle aged rancher with a bad leg and a mysterious past, who really needs Louis's yoga skills.
💎 still feel the same around you by momentofclarity / @gaycousinlarry (E, 13k)
Twenty-five years is a long time to fall in love with someone, to learn all the ways a person can fit into one's heart. It’s also an awful long time to lie to one of the most important people in your life.
The Act My Age Girl Direction AU.
💎 Glass Heart by @musketrois (G, 7k)
“26-year-old West Ham footballer Louis Tomlinson was seen getting acquainted with 24-year-old pop sensation Harry Styles and others. Although it is not unordinary for these two professions to be social, we can’t wait to see what this budding relationship will bring to London’s social scene.”
-Celebrity Blurb 25 March, 2017
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omgcheez · 9 months
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reconnaitrans · 10 months
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95e témoignage avec une fin positive
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aroaceconfessions · 1 year
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I'm think I'm aroace but I've seen a lot of people who only started getting romantic/sexual attraction in their 20s and in scared that if I come out to people and then get romantic/sexaul attraction they will say something like 'i told you too give it time' or 'i knew you were to young'
Pls help
Submitted February 20, 2023
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asexualaromanticblog · 5 months
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Before Realising My AroAce Sexuality
I want to make one thing very clear before anyone starts reading. Though I identify as being asexual and aromantic, I can only talk about my own story because it is the only one I really understand. And I know that all of us have a different story. We all walk a different path. We all react differently to the obstacles placed in out way. But I can only talk about myself and how I, and some people I know who are also aro-ace, have been affected by their sexuality. I hope sharing my story, as well as my opinions and advice is of any use to you.
I also want all my readers to feel free about contacting me if they want their story to be published or simply understood, EVEN IF YOU AREN'T AROMANTIC OR ASEXUAL YOURSELVES. I will handle everything which any of you send me with the utmost discretion and to the word referring to your wishes.
I am a British demigirl teenager of 14 years of age who has been living in Spain since the young age of about 4 or 5. I am currently undergoing my freshman year of highschool. The presence of the doubt that I was asexual always dug at the back of my mind, but I liked to think I wasn't. I was SCARED: I didn't want to be lonely for the rest of my life. In fact, I was obsessed with the idea that I would find love eventually.
I realised I didn't like boys or men when I was about 10 or 11 years old. I simply did not feel romantically attracted by them at all. Yes, I found some boys attractive, and some actors too, but I found I was not able to form romantic attractions towards them. What's more, the people who I had previously 'liked' (obvoiusly I was like 11 so never anything truly serious) had always been very good friends of mine. Such close friends that our friendship almost seemed like the celibate and completely nonsexual relationships the popular kids were forming between each other.
I knew that gay people existed. I'd never been against it. From the moment I realised being gay was a THING, I'd supported it, even if I didn't feel that way myself.
So I went and thought: hmmm... I don't like guys. That must mean I like girls. Now, what girl do I like?
So I found a pretty girl, VERY popular (actually, I remember quite clearly her name was Inés). And I decided I had a crush on her.
Then, 7th grade, I changed schools. And I lost contact with all my friends (including Inés). I found a girl, a Russian called Maria, and decided I liked her. We dated, some months later. But we never DID anything. Max was holding hands or kissing each others cheeks. Then we broke up on rather bad terms., Even now, almost a year and a half later, we don't talk. I was in the same room as her for 15 mins and has an anxiety attack. I must admit, I hold a massive amount of trauma from that relationship still.
I had never made out with anyone and never really felt the need to, even though by 8th grade most of my friends had. I felt like I fancied another of my friends, Sarah, but when I confessed my feelings I got rejected. I was not too sore about it, surprisingly. I felt more like my pride was hurt than that my heart was broken.
And then, something magical happened.
In June of 2023, at 14 years of age, I watched Heartstopper in a day with a friend.
I fell in love with it.
And then, on the 3rd of August, when season 2 was released, I watched the entirety of it at night on my phone. And that was when I discovered asexuality.
More later!
Subscribe if you want more!
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bidotorg · 4 months
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Wayne Brady’s coming out video was everything tbh 🔥🔥🔥 https://bi.org/en/famous/wayne-brady
https://bi.org/en/famous/wayne-br
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lesbiansgoal · 10 months
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I (19F) Was Outed by the Priest's Daughter (18F) to My Whole Church
This is a very long story with a lot of relevant backstory, so please bare with me.
I(19F) was outed by the priest's daughter (18F) at my church, and I'm still not over it.
It has been a year since my parents found out and 2 years since the rest of the church found out. I know I should be over it, at least a little bit, but I feel constantly anxious and angry about the whole situation.
Before I get into a deep dive of what happened, here's the backstory:
The Priest's daughter at my church, we'll call her L, and I became best friends when I was around 6 or 7. We were inseparable and found any way possible to see each other. We got to hang out every Sunday at church, but we were like sisters so that obviously wasn't enough for us. This whole situation hurts even more thinking of all the fond and happy memories we had. Of course, as most friendships, it became rocky. I admit, I wasn't the best friend in the world to have. I often had severe mood swings as a child and it affected my friendship with L a lot, as well as the other relationships around me. I was deemed as the "weird kid" pretty often because of the culture I was raised in (my mother is an immigrant) as well as the religion I was brought up in. With this, things became worse when a bully (we'll call him X) started coming to our church.
X was very close friends with L's older brother, and soon after became friends with L. X, however, didn't like me all that much. I remember when he'd make fun of me for eating, saying things about how overweight I was (which was completely untrue, I was severely underweight for my age), and telling me to take my "mental pills". My self esteem was crushed week after week, and it seemed the longer this kept going on, the more I noticed L taking his side rather than defending me. However, because I was a pushover, I didn't say much about it and continued being close to her. When X finally moved away after a few years of torment, I felt extreme euphoria. I was so unbelievably happy. But this is where the problems had started.
One day, about a year after X had left, I came to church a bit late and saw L by the doorway with another girl as they whispered to each other. When they saw me approaching them, they quickly ditched their conversation. However, I noticed that something seemed off and asked what was going on. The other girl kept her mouth shut while L told me nothing was happening. I was sceptical, but didn't press much further and waited for Communion. But first, I needed to go to confession. As I stood in the line, I saw X emerge from the altar. I remember how scared I was. I was frozen in place as he made a passing glance at me. After I had a very nervous confession, I ran downstairs and cried.
L's mother saw me and tried comforting me, asking what was wrong and the other usual questions and remarks when comforting a child that could barely breathe between sobs. That's when I told her that L had lied to me and that X was back. She brought L down and she explained to me that she didn't tell me because she knew I would "act this way". L didn't even apologize. I told her I wasn't forgiving her for lying to me, and to leave me alone. This event marked a long period in which L would constantly ignore me, attempt to single me out of every conversation and event, and borderline bully me.
After my mom and the priest found out about the feud, they decided to sit down and talk about it. This, unfortunately, led to a screaming match between them. While my mother tried addressing what was going on between me and L, the priest started blaming me for being tainted (being taught in a public school while his daughter was home schooled) and for introducing the idea of "crushes". I was, apparently, sinful for making his daughter jealous of the pretty dresses I wore and the friends I got to have outside of the church. At this point, our families were at an impasse. The next Sunday, the priest took me into his office and asked if L and I could rebuild our relationship. I remember being hesitant, but eventually saying that I'd make an effort.
I was now in high school and making progress in my friendship with L. Although it was a bit awkward at times, it seemed like we were making progress. Then COVID happened, and we were confined to our devices for interaction. At this point in time, I was in the closet about being bisexual. However, after texting L and getting deep with our emotions, L confessed to me that she had been having "gay thoughts". In an effort to comfort her, I said that I knew what she was going through, that I was bisexual, and that I was there for her with whatever I needed. We then both decided to delete the messages to make sure our parents wouldn't see them. When COVID restrictions were lessened in 2021, L and her family came over to bless our house. When we were alone, I confided in her that I defined myself as pansexual instead of bisexual, to which she nodded and told me she was glad I told her. This happened around February or March.
Then, one Sunday during the Summer of 2021 while my mother was out of the country, the priest asked me to go into his office. He laid everything out about how L had told him I was bisexual. I cried a lot. I had a minor panic attack. I begged and pleaded for him not to tell anyone, especially my parents, but he said "people will learn, OP". I didn't know what to make of this as I was in fight or flight mode, so I didn't question most of what he said to me that meeting too much. I just remember him humiliating me and calling me a sinner. At the end, we treated the meeting like a confession and did the closing prayer.
Fast forward to March of 2022. I was about to graduate from high school and I was extremely anxious about various different things that were going on in my life. It was Good Friday and I was at an evening service when suddenly I had one of the worst panic attacks of my life. I could barely breathe, think, talk, or control my body. I remember how my hands and mouth were going numb. My dad took me into the car to while my mom stayed behind. She was inside for a very long time, even after most of the other people had left. By that point, I had fallen asleep (or maybe passed out???) in the car. When I woke up, we were at a gas station near our home and my mom asked me if I had ever talked to L about being gay.
We had a very long conversation that night, and I had found out that soon after the service ended, my mom and the priest got into a heated argument about why I had such an awful panic attack. With this, L joined in and yelled at my mother about how I was bisexual and was a sinner.
In the following days, we learned many things:
1. The whole church knew before my parents knew.
2. L had screenshoted my messages, so she had them as proof.
3. I was discussed as if I were a predator.
4. Both the priest and L talked the all of the families about it.
5. They started telling people at the funeral of a very notable church member in the summer of 2021.
I was shocked and heartbroken. I felt truly betrayed, and my family and I decided to leave the church and go elsewhere.
Since the events that took place in 2022, I am no longer religious (though not entirely because of this reason), but I still go to church with my family to support them. I know they adore their religion, and I still find beauty in it, so I don't really mind. I am currently going to college and I have an amazing partner who I absolutely adore with all of my heart. In many areas, I'm thriving. But in some, I still find myself very resentful.
I still see L from time to time, whether it's at school or at work. At first it really bothered me, but I've come to accept that she'll just have to deal with me and vice versa. We live on the same planet, so what's the point in bothering so much?
I was starting to get over this event until recently. I have contact with some friends at my old church, and one of them confided in me saying that L was telling everyone I had "started it". She said that I was the one to blame for all that had happened because I had apparently pushed her to do what she did. Up until recently, I really tried to forgive L. I genuinely thought about reaching out and telling her this. But now there's no way I could ever lower my self worth in order to give her an ounce of pity. She's using this whole situation to put me down and lift herself up.
So, dear readers, thank you for baring with me, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to write out my feelings and version of events. I've kept my mouth shut after all these years, and defending myself feels almost liberating in a way. Thank you.
TLDR: After a long, heated history with my ex best friend (the priest's daughter), she outed me as bisexual behind my back to my whole church.
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proudnb · 4 days
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Coming out is often not a linear process for nonbinary people.
Only a few of our labels are remembered by our societies, and those few labels are not all the same ones. So, you must effectively teach a course on gender to those you come out to. To make matters more murky, you might've come out once already about your orientation or another label.
Our lives aren't cute tv shows with simple endings. Allow yourself some room to improvise, and pat yourself on the back for getting it done.
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lilkittyjen-v2 · 2 months
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hi ummm i’m non binary
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giommarresi · 6 months
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"Love is Love" to celebrate coming out day, to celebrate love with your partner or to decorate your wall with lots of joy and wonderful colours.
I wanted to create this print that I hope you like and can give you and those around you the love and joy of living life as best we want.
Click here 👇
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sapphiclovee · 10 months
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reconnaitrans · 10 months
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93e témoignage avec une fin positive
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